Frosty White Snowflakes

Frosty white snowflakes, dripp'd 'n' draped on trees of green
Deja vu, t'was thought the time of cold and frost, departed
Gone have months, since this darken'd, mellow blue be started
And still, one cannot escape from nature's cruel, black machine
Thy winter's solemnly ghost, appears before us in our dreams
Rewinds our minds to darkest times, of climate's cold and life of strife
For now, our minds be re-entwined, with sounds of soul's forgotten screams
Icy windows; black inside, reflects our mood of torment, rife
Brings forth the truth; that we all be nature's bludgeon'd wife
And our lives, though often warm, be lived in fear of nature's knife.